A kiss new year's eve is a gesture of hope A kiss goodbye gives a lump in the throat One inspires, the other puts out fires (A love for kissing feet makes him a weirdo) You kissing my ass makes you a big joke Not so funny, nothing to laugh about
No more what ifs, no more what ifs Wait man, hey man, hold on No more what ifs, no more what ifs What if I'm obligated to keep you I'll grit my teeth and sweep you Under the rug, uh!
A stroll in the park can be a moment of zen But you lurking in the dark begging to be my friend Can really rub, rubs me the wrong way Following my tracks is what you do Although, I never remember ever giving a clue Or a hint, or a blatant come with me
No more what ifs, no more what ifs No more, no more, no more No more what ifs, no more what ifs No more entry to your ravaged mind I'll break the mold one of a kind But you say I'm
Sincerely, up yours Positively, up yours Gotta fake it to the right and take a detour Yeah, you say I'm deep and truly, up yours Exclusively, up yours Finding you hard so hard to ignore That's for sure, sure as shit, that's it Firmly planted up yours
Seems to be It's a chain link in our minds, some parallel to our lives I'm being followed by a sky scanner With old NASA parts from some black market dealer In your grade school science project you're trying to revive
Seems to be a delusion of grandeur A twisted fucked up matter A distorted sense of wrong and right (And that ain't right) Got your app with the police scanner Mapped out daily planner And the Krav Maga trainer in case of a fight No, yeah, yeah Ooh!
It's time to turn the tables on you and get the hell out of dodge Not a moment too soon Gotta flee, gotta drain the tank empty This ugly bond is debatable, obviously dysfunctional Although I do admire your stalking abilities
No more what ifs, no more what ifs No more, no more, no more No more what ifs, no more what ifs No more entry to your ravaged mind I'll break the mold one of a kind But you say I'm
Up yours Up yours Up yours Up yours Up yours Up yours Up yours Forcing me to say You can shove it right up yours You can stick it right up yours Where the sun ain't shining, up yours With your social climbing, up yours You can sit and spin with it, up yours Sit down and rotate, up yours Release the floodgates, up yours Screw yourself and shove it right up yours Directly up yours